Volume 1, Chapter 50: Brother, Care for a Cigarette?

At this moment, the elders of the Yang family, the Li family, and the old rogue's generation, along with various aunts and uncles, had all arrived in Xijing.

True enough, after coughing for a while, the old man's complexion improved somewhat, and soon he was able to sit up. Seeing this rather eccentrically dressed doctor effortlessly rescue a dying old man, the crowd broke into spontaneous applause, with several flight attendants joining in.

Looking at the gray-robed elder's expression, Jiang Chen could not help but sneer inwardly. If Profound Ice Stone were truly a treasure that a master craftsman would struggle to find even with a lantern, why would it be piled up here in such abundance?

"How disgusting! If you want to come, just come! You needn't use such disgusting excuses and risk frightening me into a sickness," Chen Yidao chided playfully over the phone.

Hearing this, the big-eyed youth hurriedly covered his mouth, not daring to utter another word—or rather, not even another syllable.

Meanwhile, Leng Huating, after taking the vital-energy-restoring medicine given by Physician Liu and resting for another two days, found that not only had his martial prowess recovered, but it had also grown significantly. That evening, taking advantage of Jinniang's absence, he donned a night-walking suit and a mask, and slipped out of the Prince's Mansion.

The old rogue shook his head, thinking to himself that she truly was a person of principles, though he immediately reflected that if she lacked principles, she would likely have been swept away by the Turtle's floral offensives long ago.

Returning to the guild, Yun Guo handed the majority of his loot over to Wu Zifan to process, keeping a few divine-grade gems to inlay into his own equipment, thereby enhancing its attributes and further elevating his strength.

How could Mad Blade possibly outrun Yun Guo? The moment the level-fifteen Lingbo Weibu technique was deployed, Yun Guo instantly closed the distance and severed Mad Blade's head with a single staff strike. Mad Blade dropped four items: two pieces of level-eighty purple equipment, a snow crystal, and three gold coins.

"Brother Yun Guo, ahead is our hometown, Shanhai Village, which falls under the jurisdiction of the Li Dynasty," Sunshine said, pointing forward.

Loki's eyelids twitched slightly. If he wanted to beat someone up, he should just say so; what was the point of fabricating such easily debunked excuses? Was it supposed to be amusing?

"No matter how poor, they are still princes and princesses. Their family has been passed down for over five hundred years, holding knightly noble titles and possessing their own territory," Van Helsing explained.

Of course, "getting this done" meant settling and auditing the accounts clearly—figuring out who owed silver, who needed to pay it back, and who could be given a little more time.

Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Yansui had no desire to linger further. Taking advantage of the fact that Yancheng had not yet made his next move, he had already prepared his escape.

However, if one wished for the stamen of the holy flower to turn purple, one had no choice but to wait for that exact moment before playing one's trump card, meaning this timing could not be advanced either.

Chonglin's body fell forward, a blooming flower of blood blossoming on his back. The front of his torso was immersed in a blood-colored fluid that had materialized on the floor out of nowhere.

The mid-stage pill-condensation cultivator seemed to finally lose his patience. At this, he retreated lightly to the side, swallowed an unfathomable medicinal pill, and began to form hand seals with both hands.

Koyana sat slightly forward, her fingertips dazzling with colorful jewels that left one feeling dizzy and unsettled.

"Then you cannot blame me." Qianshui Cheng instantly dropped his disguise, staring coldly at Zhou Da with a palpable sense of bloodlust. With a flip of his hand, he struck directly at Zhou Da with a palm strike.

Yet, a striking scar marred her face, stretching from beneath her left eye to the upper side of her right, narrowly missing her eye.

"Tsk tsk... Quite punctual indeed." Li Qingtong could not only contact the other party via voice-transmission talismans, but the power of his Spirit Cauldron had consistently locked onto that professional merchant from a certain faction with whom he had previously traded.

The super bubble water had already been introduced; the following two items were things Yang Yu had purchased while strolling through the subspace service area.

Adan turned to look. An elderly gentleman with silver-white curly hair, wearing a cowboy hat and a worn long leather coat, looking quite like a gentleman, had both hands resting on his saddle, leaning forward to address Adan.

The people at this table were all widely traveled and well-informed, yet they knew little about the hospital system and looked somewhat surprised.

Yu Zhiguo chuckled as he brought the drone down—specifically the signal-jamming drone. Once the drone landed, all surrounding signals returned to normal, including the storm clouds that had previously gathered in the sky, which now dissipated completely.

The Treeant's early-game jungle farming relied on the traits of his saplings, allowing him to farm without using a Teleport spell while returning to lane without missing minion experience.

Wang Ergou, standing beside him, watched as Yu Zhiguo took out a Japanese soldier with a single shot, and immediately his mouth dropped open in shock. When they fought the Japanese, it was all a matter of luck; only with good luck could they manage one kill per shot, and with bad luck, they might not even hit a target after a dozen shots.

This level of grueling refinement caused Li Qingtong, who had switched back to the Starry Sky Teleportation Dharma Seal, to furiously contort his bones even as he flew.

"Since I'm awake, of course I have to come back. This thing is a major discovery." Nao Sakai recorded the mechanical lizards fighting the elves in the distance with her camera, then tossed out her Poké Ball. With a flash of white light, a Volbeat and a Masquerain appeared.

Moreover, it was all because this man had insisted on blocking her path, yet now he was clutching his toes with both hands, hopping on one foot in place as if unable to bear the agony, his facial features twisted in pain. This naturally drew the attention of the surrounding onlookers, accompanied by waves of laughter.

"This matter ought to have been asked long ago, but it kept getting delayed. Now that things are finally moving in a good direction, I remembered it," Zian kept her gaze fixed on him.

Rong Mian found him utterly baffling, but given that the other man had always possessed such a volatile and eccentric temperament, there was nothing particularly surprising about it.

Rong Tang heard someone beside him sharply intake a breath. The Crown Prince couldn't be bothered to care who it was; at that moment, he felt like intaking a sharp breath himself. Knowing Lady Mo had great strength was one thing, but knowing it and seeing it with one's own eyes were entirely different experiences.

Seeing that Chifeng Yu's backpack was stuffed full and appeared quite heavy, Wang Liutong immediately asked out of curiosity.

The person beside him couldn't help but look at Chen Gaoyue with envy. Despite being the exact same age, Chen Gaoyue looked a dozen years younger than them. With such a promising child, a husband who doted on her, and the autonomy to manage her own household, they couldn't help but feel a bit envious and jealous.

Learning that Wu Xiaoyan was safe and sound, Wu Yaoguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, though he didn't believe a single word of what Zhou Jun had said.

Xia Zian was a deeply sinful person; the sins she had committed were heavier than my own. Even as an outsider, that was how I felt.

Yet he firmly kept hold of her wrist, spat the sucked-out blood into a flowerpot, and inspected the wound carefully—it wasn't deep.